Queen Flower

With red lips like fire, he held up her head and kissed the rose-like blush, gently rubbing and crushing her. Jiang Lan seemed to have suddenly found an outlet to vent, and kissed back hard. She parted the sandalwood slightly, and licked his lips with her small tongue, like a butterfly's wings passing over the petals lightly.

Wen Daolin caught her naughty little tongue and sucked in his mouth. She retracted, and he chased after her and reached into her mouth, swept her teeth and mouth, and penetrated deeply.

The two kissed lingeringly, their hair intertwined and their clothes scattered.

His hand roamed and explored her back, gentle and powerful, sliding down from his shoulders, stroking her graceful waist, rounded buttocks, slender and round thighs, and turned his hands all the way up, turning around her waist The road moved forward, resting on her plump and firm snow mass.

He breathed suddenly and heavily, leaving her red lips, kissing her eyes, her nose, her face, her chin, and then winding down her long, soft neck, his lips taking over the work of his hands .

He embraced her soft and boneless body with one hand, and slowly reached down with the other, gently stroking to ease her anxiety.

Jiang Lan was trembling all over, but it seemed that it was not enough. She pushed him down and straddled his slender waist with her legs apart. When she encountered the heat and hardness, she just rubbed it together, hesitating as if she had woken up.

But Wen Daolin could no longer control her hesitation and withdrawal. He took her down and hugged her back tightly, and then turned upside down and turned her position upside down.

Jiang Lan regained consciousness for a moment. She opened her eyes wide and groaned in a low voice, "No, I can't." She put her hands on his shoulders weakly, as if she was about to push back, but also as if she was about to hug.

He pulled her hand down, put her fingers together tightly on either side of her head, lowered her head and kissed her eagerly and deeply, surging, even if she was beheaded immediately, he couldn't stop. I don't want to stop, I don't want to stop, even if I let him go to **** tomorrow.

He was one with her, gentle and firm.

At that moment, Jiang Lan turned his head and bit his shoulder.

Finally lingering together, completely sinking, in full swing, until death.

I don't know how long it took.

When Jiang Lan woke up from her deep sleep, she opened her somewhat confused eyes, but she didn't realize where she was for a while. She lay on the soft ground, staring at the shimmering light from the ceiling of the cave. It seems to be dark in the cave, is it already evening?

But what happened? She vaguely remembered some fragments, her heartbeat was like a drum, and her face was red. She remembered that she grew up and recovered after drinking the fairy water. Then, and then it seemed to be very uncomfortable. It felt really bad. She seemed to have seen Wen Daolin's naked body again, and even worse, she seemed to have confessed.

Jiang Lan glanced at himself, his clothes were neatly on him. She moved her body a little and felt unusually sore. She secretly opened her collar again. There were many marks on her chest. She didn't dare to look down.

Jiang Lan felt that this made her panic even more than the moment she first crossed over.

She never thought of looking for a lover in this world, so she never thought about being attracted to people, and she didn't even dare to think about something happening with others. She didn't want to have an emotional burden, and she didn't want to disappoint others, nor herself. She is going home, and her dear parents are waiting for her at home. She just wanted to go home easily and not take a cloud with her.

Wen Daolin is very good, very good.

His looks and personality were exactly the standard candidates for her boyfriend or husband in modern times. He is warm and comfortable, handsome and handsome, but not earth-shatteringly handsome. He is gentle and considerate. Such a man makes her feel at ease and tranquil, and she feels that she can grow old together with him, and watch the whiteheads. She admired such a man so much, and was looking for it in reality with all her heart.

Xiaoxi is the roundworm in her stomach, and she chose a teacher according to her favorite appearance.

Therefore, when she saw Wen Dao temporarily, she felt relieved to go home with him.

For so many days, she had been thinking about how nice it would be if they met in modern times, she would never let him go.

But now, what to do now?

Jiang Lan buried his head in his palms and curled up into a ball.

Wen Daolin walked in gently from outside the cave, glanced at her, and seeing that she was not moving, he sat down with his back to her and cross-legged.

"woke up?"

"Well." Jiang Lan wanted to pretend not to speak, but she knew that it was because she was awake that he came in.

"Are you hungry? Want something to eat?" Wen Daolin didn't turn around, just raised his hand.

Jiang Lan looked up and found that he was holding meat skewers and wild fruits in his hands. Only then did I feel that my stomach was singing an empty city plan, and there was a strong aroma of meat and fresh fruit in the air.

Jiang Lan has always known that Wen Daolin's craftsmanship is very good, and he is a good man at home, which makes her want to cry.

She sat up and stared at him blankly.

Wen Daolin turned his head, looked at her and lowered his head.

"You...Are you alright?" Wen Daolin's face had been red ever since he came in, "We..., you..., I..., can you..." He hesitated, hesitating.

In fact, he was very nervous. He was holding the meat skewer in his hand, and his blue veins were bursting. He lowered his head and dared not look at her again.

When Jiang Lan saw him like this, the discomfort in her heart disappeared. She wanted to laugh, how could he make him look like a little daughter-in-law. She always thought that he was just not close to women, and never knew that he was so pure.

I can't ask what happened just now, and she can't remember very well. Looking at this, is it really possible that she was the overlord?

Jiang Lan wanted to laugh, but after a while, she felt unprovoked sadness again.

Alas, that doesn't work.

It's better to pretend to be confused, this is the best solution for everyone, just pretend that nothing happened. Anyway, this country only talks about women's chastity, and it doesn't have any effect on him. It's not a disadvantage. As for myself, I don't remember very well anyway, and don't marry someone in this world.

"I'm really hungry. This immortal water is too powerful. After a big dream, I'm still so hungry." Jiang Lan made up his mind and let it go.

"Dream?" Wen Daolin's face gradually faded from red and turned pale. His mouth was a little bitter, but he didn't know what to say.

"Give me something delicious, Master, you are so kind to me." Jiang Lan stared at the food in his hand, but increased his voice on the word "Master".

Wen Daolin's hand paused, trembled slightly, and returned to calm in a moment.

He silently handed the food in his hand to Jiang Lan, and patted her head as usual, "Eat slowly, be careful of choking." He turned and walked out of the cave alone.

Jiang Lan chewed the meat in her mouth and wondered what it tasted. It was the meat of some kind of small animal she liked. She didn't know this kind of animal, it didn't appear very often, and it wasn't easy to catch. It was the tenderest part of it, and he always reserved it for her.

His craft was the same as before, but for the first time she couldn't taste it at all.